I dreamt I waa a youth at a sunny ancient port town (but in modern day) with stone docks made from white matte stone with grey and yellow lines. It wasn’t busy only few crates stood around. No ships in sight. We had the super funny idea to let a goat loose with a GPS tracker. We did it. Then I woke up worrying the goat might eat farmers crops and precious garden flowers on it’s way to the mountains and realized it was just a dream and there is no goat on the lose 😅